I had a good holiday, did you? I didn't get the child-safe tranq-dart gun I asked Santa for, but apparently the elves can't make sophisticated stuff like that, or anyway that's what I heard about the eyebrow piercing I wanted in high school.
Do I seem a little STRUNG OUT to you, and is "strung out" the expression I want? Maybe I mean "stir-crazy." I have been in this house with five children for....well, I don't know how long it's been and perhaps I should start making chalk marks on the walls. During some of this time, a child has been barfing, and then another child was barfing. The barfing has stopped for now, but who knows which mole will pop up with it next?
I have been just DYING to SHOP, and I was SO dying to shop, I took all five kids with me to Target on Monday. It was not a total fail, but it was not a relaxing opportunity to acquire comforting consumer products, either. Instead we bought diapers and....I don't remember what else. Nothing fun. Oh: more laundry soap, because of all the barfing.
And my parents babysat one evening so Paul and I could
Can we do a little post-holiday survey?
1. When do you take down your holiday decorations? My tree seems to mock me with what once looked glorious and celebratory and now looks tacky and pointless.
2. Do you get "post-holiday blues"? If so, how blue do they get, and how long do they last?
3. Do you buy holiday stuff on clearance for the next year? I love getting gift wrap at 90% off, but I have to use some self-control this year, as I already have lots of paper bought at 90% off (why no one else wanted the glittery purple wrapping paper I'll NEVER KNOW). Last year I risked some fabric ribbon at 90% off, and it is so gorgeous I'm definitely going to try to get more of it this year.
4. When do you incorporate all the new stuff into the household? We still have boxes and laundry baskets all over the place, each containing a person's new possessions. I half-heartedly started to put away my new stuff, but then I accidentally "put away" (IN MY MOWF) a Lindt Santa and there went my motivation. I'd like to avoid what happened last year: when I was cleaning for my mother-in-law's autumn visit, I found the children's stocking bags still sitting in their rooms. That was in October.